Every month, I say the same thing: I miss Archer.

For some reason, this month has been challenging, especially this last week. Yesterday was hard for both Theo and me. I texted him about mid-way through the day, with a heavy heart and weld-up eyes, about how I was so sad that Archer wasn’t here anymore.

Have you ever had a scab over a deep wound? Then part of that scab rips off, and it feels like the day you got the injury. There are days when the loss of Archer feels fresh or like the scab was ripped off again. I wish I knew what caused days to feel like this so I could better protect myself. However, grief comes in waves, and you cannot always see them coming.

This month, the 14th falls on a Thursday. For anyone who doesn’t know, Archer passed on the 14th, which was a Thursday. This may be one reason my mind and body are struggling more this month.

Archer –
You are missed beyond all words. Daddy and I talk about you daily and look at your pictures. We have been wondering what you would be like today if you were here.

Knowing you, you would still love music, going to school, and talking our ears off. It’s hard to think that you wouldn’t be 9.5 months old but over two years old. Time without you has gone so fast, but it also has felt like the longest, loneliest time of my life.

I know you are safe and living a fantastic life in heaven, but it’s still hard to miss you on Earth. My gut tells me you meet people at the gates and greet them because of how much you loved people and shared that big, beautiful smile with anyone you met.

I miss and love you with all my heart!
Mama